Well, we sort of put him up on sort of a pedestal, helped him hold out his arms like he was welcoming all. A little later, we put him in sort of a stone bed, so he could get some shut eye, and closed the door. A few days later we went back to visit, and the ungrateful wretch had got up and left.

crazy

Vote 2022!

Life is like a PB&J sandwich. The older you get, the moldery and crustier you get.

Now, get off my grass!